Space peasant girl: spoiled and sickened after crossing

Chapter 214 Building a Snowman

Before Jiang Yuan said what game to play, she was dragged by Fu Jiu again, and walked towards the outside of the house.

It was still snowing outside.

The snow in the yard was very thick, Fu Jiu took the shovel and handed it to Jiang Yuan, one for each of them.

"Give you."

"What?"

"Build a snowman."

"Why make a snowman?"

"Isn't that what you just said?"

"I..." When did you say it?
She just said that she wanted to play a game!
Where did it say to build a snowman?

"Hurry up, the snow will melt in a while." Fu Jiu forced the iron ball into her hand, and then began to shovel the snow diligently.

Jiang Yuan looked at the snowflakes still floating in the sky, a little speechless.

Fu Jiu was very active. Seeing that she was not moving, she urged her again.

Jiang Yuan had to accept his fate and build a snowman.

"This won't work, your nose is too far away, point to the left."

Fu Jiu pointed to the nose that Jiang Yuan had just made with a small piece of wood, and said.

Jiang Yuan moved according to what he said.

"No, it's too left, point to the right."

Jiang Yuan put his nose to the right again.

"No, it's too right, point to the left."

Jiang Yuan: She bears it!
"No, it's too far to the left, go to..."

"You're not finished!" Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth.

"Oh, it's okay."

Fu Jiu lowered her head and started shoveling snow in other places.

"What are you doing?"

"Build a snowman."

"Isn't this piled up?"

"It's so lonely."

Jiang Yuan threw away the shovel and wanted to pile it up by himself.

Jiang Yuan entered the house.

Fu Jiu was looking at her in the snow, looking very aggrieved.

After a while, Jiang Yuan came out of the house again, and saw Fu Jiu was working hard to build another snowman.

Ok……

If she wasn't afraid that he would get sick from the cold alone, she would definitely not care about his mentally handicapped behavior!

She was piled up, Fu Jiu came over, took her hand and hugged it, then put it in his arms.

"Warm up."

Jiang Yuan: "Warm your hand, why are you holding my hand in your arms?"

"To keep you warm."

Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked at him with the brightness reflected in the snow from the corner of the room.

"Fu Chen, come and sing a song, and I'll warm you up."

"Sing what?"

"My mother hasn't hit me for three days."

"No." Fu Jiu shook her head.

"penny."

"No." Fu Jiu continued to shake her head.

"Why can't you even do this?"

"Then do you only know this kind of thing?" Fu Jiu's eyes were cold and contemptuous.

Jiang Yuan snorted softly: "What do you know? Children's songs are catchy and easy to sing!"

"Then teach me."

"Teach what?"

"My mother hasn't hit me for three days."

Jiang Yuan tilted his head and said softly: "Then listen carefully."

"My mother hasn't hit me for three days, I feel like I'm floating..."

Fu Jiu felt her head was buzzing, no wonder she brought up nursery rhymes...

This tuned...

My mother can't be found.

Mu Er came out of the room, opened the door, and stuck out his head.

Even Tian, ​​Fu Qingqing and the others woke up from their sleep.

They all came out to see what was going on.

"What's wrong?" Mu Er looked left and right, and saw two people standing in the yard.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you two doing?"

Fu Qingqing came out with all her clothes on. In the case of the last assassination, she almost died of fright when she heard the sound.

"It's okay, Shitou wants a snowman, let's make some for him while we have time. Mom, it's too cold, you should go back and have a rest."

Fu Jiu spoke softly, and Jiang Yuan sighed, this man's skin is really as thick as a city wall.

(End of this chapter)